We are the champions, my friend.

[toddbaby]

Todd comes in through the front door, hauling a small assload of stuff with him: his big blue duffel (slung over his shoulder), a large orange and white-striped plastic tote bag (in one hand), a black case about the size of holding a large-ish violin, though not violin-shaped (rather more rectangular), and a beige plastic portable record player with a handle (somehow being grasped in the same hand as the totebag). He looks like he's moving into a dorm room or something, but hey - who needs college when you've got Milliways?

He actually wipes his feet at the door, grinning all the while, peering around - then notices the lack of bar. Puzzled, despite havign armloads of stuff, he moves over to wear it used to be, head cocked, eyes full of curiousness and curiosity.